Rumour Has It is for the sharp tongued among us, and the people who claim to deplore gossip, but secretly read it all the same. Ruffled Feathers are for those who need help and advice.
Confessions are something entirely different. Got something you want off your chest? Need to scream it from the Astronomy Tower but can’t? The Owl Post is here to be your metaphorical Astronomy Tower
Confessions, rumours or Questions can be given to our friendly messenger owl that loiters outside The Great Hall, he takes any messages to The Owl Post, just have a few owl nuts handy!
The holidays can’t come soon enough.
I can’t even look you in the eye anymore.
Can we still be friends after what I did to you?
Every dinner, I steal berries for the Queen of the Flowers.
There are a few girls around here that are absurdly egotistical. You’re not as darling and special as you think you are – in fact, acting the way you do is pretty obnoxious.
I used to sneak out at night and stand near the forest. I wanted something to take me away, but when I saw how the body hit the floor. I got scared, and I ran because I don’t want to die that way. I don’t want to admit i can die anyday. Now I’ll sneak out at night and stand near the windows, I don’t want want that to be my death’s intro.
I didn’t do anything when that wolf attacked, I wanted them dead. History will repeat and I’m ready for a new age here in school. Don’t let it burn just because some fleas got in…..start calling exterminators. Get the job done the first time
I think it’s rubbish that in the beginning everyone wanted to kill everyone. Then when it actually happened everyone’s all ready at the wands to stop it. Just kill and chill…….some of us have exams to pass and would like some peace for once in the year! – P.F.P
I love playing Tug of war with my girlfriend under a full moon.
In the battle, I wish I had known worse spells to try and stop the wolves. Once I knew they were the students, some of them my friends, I freaked out.
My friends keep trying to tell me that I did my best, but my mind is telling me otherwise.
I ran away as soon as the battle started, hiding as soon as I could. I heard all the screams of my fellow classmates as they were being attacked. And I don’t regret it one bit.
I love a good raw potato.